its friday

ohh, it's friday. time flies but i never thought it is this fast.

for the commoner, it is usually very exciting. looking forward towards a two day resting plus tonnes of outings with peers.

i used to be this commoner till this year. you know what time it is now. end of year. a curse spell on the accountants, auditors and financial related field officer. time to rush everything from closing the accounts.

i am now no longer the commoner. i have so much to do and so little time. forget about sunday. i have to go stock taking with another colleague. for friends who are foreign to accounting, stock take involves counting the inventory on hands held by the respective company. fun right?

not really, it depends what corporate client you have.

it is aptly to put this for the fellow accounting and finance working individual:

I kept telling my friends to stay off assurance line but it seems that gets them more excited to join. 

how do you restart a conversation

i have found out news about my friends around me for these few days. some moderately important news. but at one point, i start to think. since when i had started to lose touch with them. it used to have an automatic update from them. since i begin assuring other people's acounts, i have less such update. probably the fault is on my part for not taking the initiative.

in my defense, i always thought if our friendship is strong enough, this thing is a friend would normally do. perhaps i am wrong la. maybe it is time for me to try catching up on them one per day. that way, i will feel better.

i am now trying to devise a non-awkward way to start a conversation to friends who i have lost touch with since high school and university days. will it be just a hi or what have you been up to? or should i start by teasing. i don't know. my ability to converse has been impaired by the fact of number viewing days in and out. time to sharpen my communication skill again.

Maybe I should send a card with this instead.

blogger feels it is timely to update from friends for real, and definitely not through the blue wall updates.

EY annual dinner

oh, it was my first corporate annual dinner. quite fancy. it was situated at one of the posh hotels in kl. nothing less expected from ey.

personally, i think it is too big. with turn around of more than 1200 plus. i am lost. i have to keep looking for my friends, which is not completely unpleasant. it is really a time for mingling while drinking. i was forced to downed a glass of beer. not too bad. it tasted like bitter shandy? i wonder what was the bru-ha-ha of drinking red wine. my colleague convinced me to gulp it real fast. and it ended up no feeling. maybe i am borned with the gene to digest alcoholic drinks fast. haha. i have a resistant gene. but once i started driving home, i feel a warm, fuzzy feeling in my stomach. not unpleasant, just plain weird.  

i met up with quite a number of my batch colleagues, always happy to see them. they are like your childhood friends who grow up with you. just the context has switched to career wise. i also got to know some new people in my company. one which i have performed some tasks for her but never meet her. in short, my company is too big.

this is the moment everyone flashes out their best dress and suit. yours truly just stick the old suit. but it is the moments that count. (i almost offended a friend because i told her, "your dress looks like a saree." oppss. but to be fair, i have another colleague who thinks the same way. hence, i uphold the innocence card still.

the culture

you may say it is a instinct. from the way a person talks, i feel the person is lonely. lonely in the sense where he is not only quiet but has limited amount of acquaintance around.

i wonder why. maybe because i am one? true, towards a certain extent. sometimes, i wish not to talk. my friends will laugh. is this even possible that i wish not to talk.

yet, this week i found a friend in my office. we were assigned the same job previously but we seldom talk. until i started mumbling some nonsense. he begins to take note. then we went for makan and i questioned him a lot. up till a point i myself find a bit intrusive.

to be able to found out a person who lacks ability to converse and write in malay is indeed a refreshing one. yet, he is working with some of the clients who speak malay. i wonder how that feels. it would be the same position as me being talking to a french. that must be not easy.

i begin to notice that sometimes a lot of people are having these common thoughts but nobody is willing to share. for one, he feels the office people are fake. yes, i nod to that. in my perspective, they are not fake, they are just trying hard to impress. hmmm. is this what you label as lack of attention and affection? i sometimes can't stop staring at my colleagues who try to impress my seniors. but performance wise, just keep complaining and checking the cellphone. to hell with that, if he is going to survive that way, i think it must be time to strategise.

i have tried my best to keep quiet and smile. my friend told me sometimes, this is what they call soft skill. oh really? i din know talking some cock and bull stories consist of any soft skill. perhaps it is the mentality and the education one receives.

i am a strong believer there are several types of culture in my office. the one who likes to talk cock, the one who just simply work hard, the one who complains a lot and the one who just doesn't give a fuck. i think i don't know where i stand anymore. i just want to get the job done and go home. maybe i haven't met the right type of colleagues then. my social circle can be quite pathetic in the office. i don't have lunch with colleague of the same department.

where do i stand? i don't care. i am just going to create a new culture that talks cock and bull stories of those colleagues who talk cock and bull stories. hmmm.... seee.... the fun in that is the person i dislike becomes the subject. what if karma comes back around. let's just say i am just stating facts.

you should have just died

last weekend was quite a good one. went for a movie and dinner with friends. the movie is entitled skyfall. by now, everyone should have watched it given the bru-ha-ha by the advertisement. to top of the level of excitement, my company offers 200 movie tickets for the lucky employees. too bad, yours truly failed in getting one.

hence, my outing with my friends to watch instead. my comment about the skyfall: story line is good, the actresses are quite hot as well. actually i think the eve moneypenny is hotter than the girl that died. am i the only one who thinks so? just because bond had fun with the girl in the shower doesn't mean she is the hottest. i find the part when eve is shaving bond has more exciting and romantic quality than the naked scene in the shower. okay, enough. the dramatic is just so, so since i expected nothing less than that. 

during the opening of the movie, adele's song is played. quite nice and over the top. then my mind started wandering into the marketing side of things. since bond 007 has always been the top movie, of course they want to associate themselves with the best artist of the year. hmmm.... there is also the laptop and watch which i play close scrutiny to. this observation of mine derives from the fact that i took a marketing module back in university. since then, everything just clicks for me. everything is about apperance and perception.

master that and you are on your way earning big bucks. 

after the movie, we decided to go for a mamak session which turned out to be a hokkien mee eating session. while eating, CY brought up the issue with his old house infested with cockroaches. gross. but still, years of listening to gross stories during meals has strengthened my willpower to eat in comparison to imagination. i continue eating. while A was scolding CY, i was happily chewing. then, CY started storytelling. how he had a long fever which lasted for 3-4 days. how his whole body felt paralysed and his ridiculous methods of curing himself. as the story continued on and on, A suddenly blurted, "you see, you should have just died. that would solve all your problems." then, everyone went silent. i was looking at CY. he was looking at A after me. after that, i laughed. 

the joke really took me by surprise because CY is really serious about his story. i was thinking, i wouldn't have thought of that. CY started to shakes his head while smiling. yes, A can be entertaining at times. credit should be given when it falls due. spot on. 

blogger feels that he was once the joker and yet months of professional employment has turned him into a listener and boring friend.